A WHILE
7 August 2015
Summary: Sherlock surprises Molly.
Ship: Sherlolly
Rating: G
A/N: Originally posted on my freelance editing blog.
I own nothing. Everything belongs to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, BBC, Steven Moffat, and Mark Gatiss. If I owned Sherlock and Molly Hooper, then there would be a lot more Sherlolly in the show. All mistakes are mine. Reviews and constructive criticism are welcome.
Molly did not bother to say hello when he picked up. "Sherlock, where are you? I've been standing in front of Angelo's for half an hour!"
"Sorry," he spoke from behind her, prompting her to gasp and turn around. He ended the call once she had faced him. "It took me a while to find the perfect flowers for you," he explained as he thrust a bouquet of flowers towards her.
She gaped at the red and yellow tulips, ambrosia, and a single, full-bloom red rose in the middle before accepting the bouquet. She had read up enough on the language of flowers to know what these meant. She blushed as she looked up at him. "Um, thank you."
He smiled at her and gestured towards the restaurant. "Shall we? We're just in time for our dinner reservation."
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